Chapter 822
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Chapter 822 Road to Hell!?
Northern Capital, Sky Observation Bureau.
“Elder Bai, many people have already headed to Huaibei Southern Capital… their target should be that place,” an old bald man said to Bai Konggu, who was sitting in a comfortable chair holding a palm-leaf fan.
“Yes, there are still quite a few brave souls,” Bai Konggu replied with half-closed eyes, reclining in his chair.
“Elder Bai… is what we’re doing really right?” the old man asked hesitantly. “To publicly release information about such a place… isn’t it too…”
Bai Konggu, still with half-closed eyes, said: “It’s not my concern. It’s what those people above ordered me to do.”
The bald old man’s expression changed slightly as he asked, “Elder Bai, do you think this is the right thing to do?”
Hearing this question, Bai Konggu opened his eyes, sat up straight, and looked at the bald old man before him. With piercing clear eyes, he asked in return, “You think it’s wrong?”
The bald old man nodded slowly, his expression grave as he said, “Although we’ve declared it as a five-star danger level, I’m afraid… it still won’t stop some overconfident or greedy cultivators from going.”
“Those people, if they go, then they go,” Bai Konggu said.
“But there are thirty-six more locations coming up… are we going to announce every single one?” the bald old man said. “Recently, the Northern Capital has only been distracted by the Half-Spirit Clan matter. Once they come to their senses, I fear more and more people will go… by then, it will be…”
Bai Konggu frowned deeply, inwardly agreeing with the bald old man’s view.
But he couldn’t disobey the orders from those old monsters of the Shenyin Association, nor did he have any way to disobey.
Although he didn’t know what those old monsters were planning, enticing others to their deaths was… truly despicable.
“Elder Bai, is there no room for negotiation? Could we perhaps request those lords to…” the bald old man said.
Before he could finish, Bai Konggu shook his head and said, “Beings of their level care about nothing except themselves. The entire Northern Capital martial arts world, even the entire Chinese martial arts world… they don’t even consider them worthy of attention. Even if everyone in the world disappeared, as long as it doesn’t affect their goals, they wouldn’t care.”
The bald old man sighed and said, “Is there really no other way? If this continues, the Chinese martial arts world will be destroyed.”
“No need to be so pessimistic,” Bai Konggu said. “Those powerful figures ranked on the Heaven List and Saint List who enter that place may not necessarily fail to return. And as long as they can come back, their cultivation will certainly improve tremendously. From this perspective, for the Chinese martial arts world, it’s nothing more than a process of natural selection.”
The bald old man nodded and fell silent, turning to leave.
But suddenly remembering something, he turned back and asked, “Elder Bai, regarding the Half-Spirit Clan… are we really not going to take any countermeasures?”
“Leave the Half-Spirit Clan matter to Huaixu and Tianchen. Our Sky Observation Bureau will not get involved,” Bai Konggu said as he lay back in his comfortable chair and closed his eyes.
…
Fang Yu and Su Lengyun passed through the rushing waterfall together.
The moment they passed through the waterfall, there was no sensation of rushing water hitting their bodies. Instead, they suddenly felt their bodies lighten, as if floating in a vacuum.
This feeling was familiar to Fang Yu.
Every time he passed through a spatial tunnel, he would experience this sensation.
Indeed, this so-called ancient relic was also an independent space.
About three seconds later, Fang Yu and Su Lengyun emerged from the spatial tunnel, and the scene before them had changed dramatically.
Fang Yu and Su Lengyun stood on the ground.
Looking up at the sky, they saw a gloomy gray expanse.
Two massive mountain ranges, too tall to see their peaks, stretched forward as far as the eye could see.
But with Fang Yu’s eyesight, he could vaguely make out what appeared to be the silhouette of a city at the end of the two mountain ranges, though it was very indistinct, almost like a mirage.
Looking into the distance, the view seemed extremely vast.
In reality, the path before them that was suitable for walking was quite narrow.
And the aura permeating this space… was a feeling difficult to describe.
The most obvious change was that the spiritual energy in this realm was much denser than in the original space.
At the same time, the humidity was very high, and it felt as if tiny raindrops were falling on the skin, bringing a faint coolness.
Combined with the darkness of the sky and the silence around them, the entire space gave people a very uncomfortable feeling.
It was like visiting a large cemetery during bad weather.
Su Lengyun glanced at Fang Yu beside her and said, “Brother Yu, shall we go forward?”
“Yes,” Fang Yu nodded and replied.
The two walked forward together.
The ground beneath their feet felt soft and spongy, unlike ordinary soil.
As Fang Yu walked forward, he released his divine sense, but could only see darkness.
This situation was very similar to what he had encountered when he visited the Desolate Ruins before.
However, in the Desolate Ruins, there was pressure everywhere.
In this space, it felt like the outside world, with no sense of oppression.
“Which path should we take?”
After walking for a while, they came to a fork in the road.
Looking to the left was a narrow mountain path that grew increasingly dark ahead, like a road leading from day into deep night.
The path on the right, looking deeper, seemed to lead to an icy snow-covered landscape, a vast expanse of white.
One path led from day to night.
The other path led from warmth to frost.
Symbolically speaking, neither path seemed promising.
“Interesting,” Fang Yu thought, his eyes flickering.
“Which path do you think we should take?” Fang Yu asked, looking at Su Lengyun beside him.
“I… Brother Yu, which path do you think we should take? I’ll follow your decision,” Su Lengyun said after thinking for a moment.
“Let’s take the left path then. I’ve had enough of ice and snow from my recent trips to the Far North,” Fang Yu said.
“Alright, then we’ll take the left path,” Su Lengyun nodded in agreement.
So, Fang Yu and Su Lengyun headed down the left path.
As the two stepped onto this path, a light flashed beneath their feet and quickly disappeared.
Fang Yu looked down briefly, slightly frowning, but showed no significant reaction.
…
As Fang Yu and Su Lengyun continued forward, their surroundings grew increasingly dark.
After walking about two kilometers along the mountain path, the sky had completely darkened.
There was no moonlight in this space, so once darkness fell, it became pitch black, making it difficult to even see the path ahead.
Fang Yu raised his right hand and formed a ball of light.
“Tseng!”
The light ball illuminated, but it was like a very low-powered bulb, emitting only a weak glow that barely lit up the area one body-length in front of them.
“Hmm?”
Fang Yu concentrated his true energy, trying to increase the brightness of the light ball.
But even as his true energy increased, the light ball only expanded slightly before quickly returning to its original state.
It was as if some invisible entity was devouring the light.
Fang Yu, unwilling to accept this, created ten light balls in succession.
Nine of them extinguished within two seconds of lighting up, leaving only one ball of light that could be maintained.
No matter how much true energy Fang Yu released, the light would not brighten.
“It seems this place only allows us to have one lamp,” Fang Yu said to Su Lengyun beside him.
“Let’s… continue forward,” Su Lengyun said.
By now, she was feeling somewhat uneasy.
Because at this point, she could no longer clearly see Fang Yu walking beside her and could only hear his voice.
In human subconsciousness, there is a natural fear of the unknown.
And this place inherently gave Su Lengyun a very uncomfortable feeling.
As a result, they hadn’t walked very far before Su Lengyun felt her heart pounding, and an extreme sense of unease washed over her.
After some internal struggle, Su Lengyun asked softly, “Brother Yu, can I hold onto your arm?”
“Oh, you’re scared already? Earlier you wanted to come here alone,” Fang Yu teased.
“I, I…” Su Lengyun felt embarrassed, her cheeks flushing in the darkness.
“Come on, hold on if you need to. Don’t get lost,” Fang Yu said.
“Mm,” Su Lengyun responded softly, reaching out her right hand to grasp Fang Yu’s arm.
Feeling the warmth of Fang Yu’s arm, Su Lengyun’s unease subsided somewhat.
…
Just as Fang Yu and Su Lengyun continued advancing into the darkness, seven figures appeared in this space.
“This is the Eye of the Flood!”
The six generals looked at the scene before them with excitement and surging emotions.
Standing at the front, Soul Flow remained silent, but his eyes also showed excitement.
Since he had sworn allegiance to Dao Kong, he had been anticipating this day.
Now, the first Eye of the Flood had opened! And he had successfully entered it as he had wished!
“Let’s… move forward,” Soul Flow said to the six generals behind him.
Ten minutes later, the group also arrived at the fork in the road.
“Lord Soul, should we split up? Three to the left, three to the right…” General Cang He asked.
“No, everyone will take the right path together,” Soul Flow said.
“Aren’t we sending anyone to check the left path?” Cang He asked, surprised.
Soul Flow turned his head, gave Cang He a look, and said coldly, “Enter the left path, and you’ll never come out again. That is the road to the Deep Abyss… once you enter, there’s no chance of survival.”
“To put it simply, that path… leads to hell.”
“However, if your luck is good enough and you can reach the very bottom, there is a chance to see that… Ancient Hell Race’s Demon Prison Coffin.”
